I miss cooking.
I miss taking pictures of my food.
I miss blogging.
I miss sharing with you guys.
Anyways, here's what my house ended up looking like:
Yes, that's thick, dense smoke.I had to scream for Johnny's help.
The fire alarm went off. The dog howled.
We opened all the windows. Turned on all the fans.
It's two and a half hours later and my eyes still burn.
Dinner was steak, caramelized onions, and roasted butternut squash.
My pictures of it ended up looking like grainy cat barf, so I deleted them.
Maybe one day I'll get my blogging juice back.
Miss you, too! Focus on the wedding; we'll be here when you're back as a married blogger! :)
ReplyDeleteIf I had a dime for every time I smoked up the house like that I could retire, and retire well!
ReplyDeleteYou'll get your blog mojo back, don't you worry.
Mike
Oh no! But actually, I had to smile, because I routinely set off the smoke alarm in Hannah's room which is right off the kitchen.
ReplyDeleteWhen Tony and Hannah see smoke they both yell "Biz is cooking!"
After the wedding, when things get back to normal, you'll get your mojo back.
I miss you!
By the way, Hannah wants me to make tamales - it always makes me think of how you made them from scratch!
Oh man! Don't worry about it - once the wedding is over and you are into a regular routine, it will all be good!
ReplyDeleteNot too long to the big day!!!
Eeek! No bueno!
ReplyDeleteOnce you're back and in wedded bliss let's hope the cooking mojo returns with it.
Be glad you're not in Vegas for my cooking. The only thing I can make without damn near burning down the apartment is chili, beef stew, and spaghetti. (I'm exaggerating a wee bit but you get the idea)
We,ll be here when you come back. Have a wonderful holiday. Blessings...Mary
ReplyDeleteYour wedding is so close - so excited for you guys!!
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